Washing clothes at Trommerwirbel waschcafe in Nuremberg wasn’t a chore. The owner/manager was delightful, and showed the three students who accompanied the professors to the retro laundromat a photo she had taken of the horde of 20 or so of our students who were in the night before.
As much fun as the upper floor with the machines was with its old Life magazines, typewriter, and shag carpet, the basement where you fold your clothes was even better. We hung out on the orange and white furniture taking advantage of free wifi and reminiscing about the oldies music. In Makemson and Hatcher’s case, it was hits of the ’70s and ’80s. For Scott, Jocelyn and Alex, it was music of the late ’90s and early ‘2000s that made them nostalgic and made the professors feel ancient. As you can see from the pics below, hiking through snow all day in subfreezing temps can make you a bit loopy.
After washing, drying, and folding, we hauled our laundry bags across the street to a small Italian restaurant suggested by the woman who runs Trommerwirbel. Everybody in the place seemed to speak Italian as a first language, and the pizza and pasta were exquisite. Not good, not great, but exquisite. Easily one of the best meals, and one of the cheapest, we’ve had during our travels.
THE NUREMBERG BOWL INVITATIONAL
After dinner, we walked past a Brunswick bowling alley, and the students wanted to spontaneously stay and bowl. Makemson had an important call to make, and I stayed with the students, just to make sure they would be okay, mind you. The three of us hauled our clean laundry bags up to the counter, got our shoes, picked out balls, and proceeded to lane 21. We learned that this was the first Brunswick alley in Germany, and is celebrating its 15th anniversary this year. After two weeks on the road, and a serious afternoon pondering Hitler’s atrocities at the Nuremberg Documentation Center, we found the perfect way to blow off some steam.